Chapter 169

**Lyra**

The celebration should have felt triumphant.

The rogues were gone. Dane was dead. The pack was safe.

And yet, as I stood outside the Alpha house, the flames from the bonfire flickering against the night sky, I couldn’t shake the hollow ache in my chest.

The pack was cheering, laughing, crying—finally releasing the fear that had gripped them for so long. Pups darted between the adults, the